Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

How many years have you been trapped?

Why does it feel like the extraordinary world is far from what I remember...

"Please tell Jojo to your heart's content, Master~" Jon hooked little Zaratul's shoulder, with a frivolous smile on his face that didn't match his clothes.

At first glance, it looks like a hooligan threatening a widowed old man.

On the opposite side, Klein held back his laughter until he felt uncomfortable.

It's just that he knew that now was not the time to use his talent as a 'provocateur', so he deliberately lowered his face and said indifferently: "Mr. Zaratul, now we can have a good talk."

talk?

I'm talking about your uncle!
Don't think that Zaratul must have a good temper just because he looks kind.

Lao Yinbi, who has always been used to Yin people, has no reason to be Yin Yin by others. Only when he is in a good mood can he have ghosts.

Little Zaratul couldn't help sneering: "Bertrand, don't be complacent, without my help, you will become Antigonus' secret puppet sooner or later."

Klein scratched his eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

He stared into the eyes of little Zaratul, "Then let us wait and see."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Being so decisive made little Zaratul feel a little overwhelmed.

But after all, he couldn't lower his face and call out to the other party.

This is a 'game' on the table.

Whoever shows weakness first will give up the initiative.

only--

Little Zaratul turned his head stiffly, and happened to meet a pair of dark eyes.

Jon smirked, and rolled up little Zaratul's gray beard with his fingers, "There are only two of us left, Master~"

Little Zaratul: ...

On the other side, Klein, who left the steeple church, originally wanted to leave the foggy town.

But when he got to the edge, his whole body was suddenly teleported back in the opposite direction.

Seeing this, Klein sighed inwardly.

It seems that even with the blessing of the goddess, it is impossible to violate the rules of entering and not leaving the foggy town.

After repeated attempts to no avail, he simply gave up the idea, and only settled down at the entrance of the town, quietly waiting for the crimson moon to dissipate.

……

……

Silent all night.

When the army of secret puppets returned to the steeple church in a daze, Klein touched the original position and successfully retracted the black iron cross.

"Thanks for your hard work." He said to the black iron cross, which had lost its spirituality, and carefully hung it back around his neck.

For a period of time, he will not be able to use this Extraordinary item.

Thinking of this, Klein stretched out his hand and tried three or four times to fish out Amon's historical projection.

At first, Amon's expression was a little dull, but it wasn't until the guy squeezed his monocle that his eyes became lively.He looked around the surroundings, carefully checked Klein's state, and said with a light smile, "As expected of you, I would call you the strongest in terms of survival."

Hearing this, three black lines appeared above Klein's head.

Although he knew that Amon had stolen a lot of memories of his "last life" in his mind, he still couldn't adapt to a memorable line that occasionally appeared.

Shaking his head, Klein got down to business.

I heard that little Zaratul was half-forced to bind the historical projection of 'Jon Joestar', but Amon was very happy.

He slapped his legs without demeanor and laughed loudly: "Okay, Klein, you did a good job!"

"I didn't expect Lao Yin to have a day when the ditch capsized. It's a pity that I didn't see the expression on his face. It must be very exciting."

Klein didn't see a smile, and said worriedly: "It's only been one night, and my body protection treasure can no longer be used. Although I intend to show that old fellow Zaratul, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Afraid you won't survive tonight?" Amon squeezed his monocle.

Klein thought that this guy was going to say something like, "With me in everything, you can rest assured and boldly confront Zaratul."

Unexpectedly, Amon nodded in approval, "Yes, if there is no accident, you will definitely not survive tonight."

Klein opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he just grabbed Amon's shoulders: "Mengge, Mengge, save!"

Amon spread his hands: "Ake, my good brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I have no power, you are a demigod, even if you are a saint, I can still display 1% of my body Without spiritual support, it would be very difficult for me.”

In these words, Klein didn't take a single punctuation mark.

He also summoned many historical projections.

Aside from the special case of 'Jon Joestar', the Amon in front of him is definitely the most special one he summoned.

Of course, this special does not refer to identity.

But...

Klein pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his hand like a curly-haired baboon: "Lend me the monocle."

"Monocle? No, no, this is my treasure. Besides, this spectacles is just a part of my historical projection." Amon still wanted to pretend.

But when he met Klein's eyes, he suddenly felt very boring, he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you have some eyesight, but why should I help you? Do you understand the gold content of the uniqueness of the wrong path?" .”

"Why? Just because this pair of glasses was part of my support!" Klein said with great certainty.

He is not stupid, he can even be said to be very smart.

Even if you can't figure out the situation at the first time, but after a long time, you can always see some clues.

Hornakis' trip was a trial for him, with certain dangers.

However, this does not mean that he is a poor little boy who is not loved by his parents.

On the contrary, both Evernight Goddess and Jon have given him considerable support in various places.

Klein still maintained the posture of reaching out, "Stop talking nonsense, give it to me quickly."

Amon gave a 'tsk', and reluctantly said: "This thing is indeed prepared for you, but it's not the time yet."

Hearing this, Klein was slightly taken aback.

Immediately there was a bit of enlightenment in my heart.

Since little Zaratul is not qualified, it could only be that one, right?

——The magic wolf Antigonus who lives in the palace on the summit of Hornacis!
But big brother, saving people is like putting out a fire, and I can't pass the level of the foggy town of Zaratul. How can I go to the Peak Palace to find Antigonus?

Amon seemed to have seen through Klein's psychological activities, and made a bear gesture: "Then I don't care, anyway, the order I got is to hand over this monocle to you at the last moment, as for whether it can last until the last moment... hehe , it's none of my business."

The topic changed, "But don't be too disappointed. Although we don't have this glasses, we are still good brothers. I will definitely help if I can. Don't worry about that."

Klein looked Amon up and down.

Without the spiritual support of the black iron cross, although the Amon projection he fished out is still agile under the influence of the uniqueness of the error, its strength is almost only at the level of Sequence 4.

Like him, the cricket is a demigod.

It's still the kind of demigod that doesn't last long, and if you hit it twice, you might lose your pick.

Then the question comes-

How can two demigods defeat a weak angel?

Waiting online, very anxious!

……

……

at dusk.

Klein and Amon returned to the steeple church.

Pushing open the door and walking in, there is still the familiar murmur of 'wind chimes'.

Klein, who had already seen the weirdness of this place, was expressionless, and went straight to the oblique rear of the 'Mother of Heaven' statue.

With a sweep of his eyes, he froze for a while.

Strange, why does it feel like little Zaratul is more haggard than when he left last night?
"Bertrand! You're back!" Suddenly, little Zaratul raised his head with difficulty, his eyes revealing an almost pleading look, "Bertrand, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you, please... Please take him away!"

Amon glanced around, but he didn't even see Jon Joestar's shadow. He was disappointed but also a little fortunate, and asked curiously, "Where is he? Where is he? Why can't I find it?"

Little Zaratul hugged his head in pain like crazy: "He got into my head! He's always saying something I can't understand at all, please, take him away! Take him away!"

Klein: –
It was nothing at first, but when the old guy Zaratul said this, he was a little curious about how Jon was tortured...

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

It's just a pity that I thought hard about the plan I came up with.

With a positive expression, Klein looked down at little Zaratul and said, "In other words, we can have a proper talk now?"

"Get him away! Get him away, we can talk about anything!" Little Zaratul looked at Klein as if he was looking at a savior.

I don't know how much mental pollution he suffered during this day and night.

Klein coughed lightly. He wasn't completely sure of getting Jon out, so he could only tentatively ask, "Mr. Jon, are you there, Mr. Jon? It's me, Bertrand, are you coming out to see me?"

The moment the words fell, Klein watched helplessly as a group of translucent liquid mucus slowly flowed out from Xiao Zaratul's earholes, nose and mouth, gradually converging into a complete human shape.

Klein boasted that he had seen many big scenes, and he could even eat beef grown from flowers without changing his expression.

But this...

I haven't seen it~
Not to mention Klein, Amon is also full of disgust.

It's just that he was afraid that some narrow-minded guy would liquidate in the future, so he cleverly concealed his expression.

"What's the matter, Master Ren'er? What's the matter with Qiao Qiao, Master Ren'er?"

Jon simply ignored Amon and Klein who were in the way, and hooked little Zaratul's shoulder very familiarly. "Why did you ask me to come out so well? By the way, didn't we two have a good time?"

That's not a big deal, is it?

Klein and Amon looked strange.

Little Zaratul retreated crazily as if he had seen a ghost.

At the same time, the crows outside the steeple church screamed desperately, making people upset.

Jon was finally willing to let the poor old man go, said 'no fun', and turned his attention to Klein and Amon.

Uh... mainly Klein.

Klein knew the other party too well, and before Jon could open his mouth, he took the initiative to say: "Keep the account, no matter how much it is, write it down first, and I will pay it off when I have the ability to repay it."

"Very well, I just like your attitude." Jon smiled, and his figure gradually disappeared into the void.

Little Zaratul was stunned for a moment, and then yelled: "Wait, the connection between us hasn't been broken yet!"

"That's not right, you just said to let me get him out, but you didn't say to break the bond between you." Clay was also a pure bad boy, and said without changing his face.

Little Zarath:! ! !
Because of too much spiritual pollution, my mind is not working well.

But the matter has come to this point, and he has no other way for the time being, he can only pretend and say: "Anyway, what happened yesterday is my fault, if you want to leave this place, you must work together, I will definitely be of great use to you."

Klein smiled and said, "In other words, we can talk now?"

"You can talk! You can talk about anything!" Little Zaratul's attitude was very positive.

However, it is not necessarily what I think in my heart.

Klein was extremely satisfied: "Very well, then I need you to come up with a real way to leave the foggy town."

In order to prevent little Zaratul from playing tricks again, he warned extremely seriously: "If you still want to play tricks, I don't mind calling the person who just came out to reunite with you."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Little Zaratul suddenly showed a horrified look on his face.

This made Klein even more curious...

Suppressing those messy thoughts, Klein expressed his request: "In addition to the special symbol to be able to leave the foggy town, I also need you to take me to the palace on the main peak of Hornages,"

He stared at little Zaratul, "If I'm not mistaken, you should get something from there, right?"

Little Zarathu smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's normal for you to think so, but I still want to say that Antigonus is more terrifying than you think, even me... In short, he is already crazy. , completely fell into madness and out of control.”

"I don't know if you don't know the past history. After being besieged by Zaratul, my ancestor Mr. Hemen, in order to protect himself, he had to reveal himself to the world in the form of a myth. Even so, he was still taken away. Lost the Extraordinary characteristics of Sequence One. This caused him to no longer be able to regain consciousness, and turned into a complete monster."

Klein said with a cold face: "I don't care that much, this is my condition, I don't ask you to help me enter the palace, I just ask you to take me there. If we can't even negotiate this, then we have nothing to do It is necessary to continue the conversation."

Very strong.

After all, he occupies the absolute initiative.

Little Zaratul still smiled wryly: "The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the easier it is for the thread of the spirit body to be attracted by Antigonus. I can barely keep myself awake, but you..."

He didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was obvious - I'm afraid you will become the puppet of the magic wolf if you don't reach the top of the mountain.

Just as Klein was about to reply, Amon suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You can rest assured about this, I don't have the ability to fight, and I can still resist the gravitational pull of Antigonus."

Klein was skeptical.

But thinking that even if Amon is useless, I still have Origin Castle, and my heart gradually let go.

Little Zaratul had been quietly observing Klein's expression, and he became more and more sure of his guess: This kid is definitely not an ordinary person!
Goddess of the Night, Amon, the True Creator (determined by the black iron cross) and the mysterious 'Jon Joestar'...

Have they chosen "The Fool"?
hateful.

Only this he will never agree to.

"The Fool" belongs to Zaratul, no one can take it away!

(End of this chapter)